A Time to Talk


Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
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And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)
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SURAJ KI FRIENDSHIP

SURAJ-KYA KHABAR TUMAKO DOSTI KYA H 

      YAI ROSHNI BHI H OR ANDHER

Remeber When

Remember when we first did meet,

our hearts rejoiced and skipped a beat.

Remember

BALIDAAN TUMHEN KARNA HOGA

वह खून कहो किस मतलब का

जिसमें उबाल

Giving My Heart For You

First time we met,

We smiled laughed and played,

By the big Oak Tree in the back,

Hope Is In The Seasons

Hope is in the springtime,

When the first bird of the year chirps.

When the first

beet gayi zindgi


Wanting To Feel Something

Have you ever held in pain to the point where it seemed like you didn't care?

You could'v

Life is A Art

To Follow your heart, and intuition,

That should be, your number one mission.

Lis

Upon Julia's Clothes
Whenas in silks my Julia goes,
Then, then, methinks, how sweetly flows
The liquefaction of her

Tum hara nidnay hi tey karta hai

Bahut se log keahte hai ki hum,

Karmo ke adhin hai ,kuchh kehtae hai 

Ki hum

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